Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
LIVIANNA/LILY
Then
Class-Cut Smile & Borrowed Skin
The powder burns clean, but the mirror insists I’m wearing someone else’s face.
“Hey, vixen. You’re killing me again, being so sexy.” Callum strolls up, wiping blow from his nose. He leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Get up. You’re in my seat and you can sit in my lap. That way I can feel your body all over me.”
I want to scream because of his lack of acknowledgment that I haven’t heard from him all day, but it won’t do any good. It never does. At least he still seems to want me when we see each other.
I stand. “Were you going to tell me you planned to hang out with the guys all night?”
“Sorry, love.” He sits and pulls me onto his lap. “I lost track of time.”
“You always…” I take a breath and glance around the table.
All the guys are watching us, waiting for a fight to break out between Callum and me. They’re on edge as much as I am when we’re all together.
We tend to get into arguments or full-blown fights lately, so I can’t say I blame them. I never know what side of Callum I’m going to get.
It appears I’m getting the affectionate side tonight. I should be grateful, but I’m almost at the end of my rope.
Cooper motions to the server who Bren screws from time to time. “Livianna, you want anything?”
I address Bren. “How are you getting home?”
“You. Unless I go home with someone else.” He scans the room and his gaze lands on his fallback.
She smiles and winks. He tips his chin to her. Yeah, I’m on my own, but I want a drink and this is the only place where I get served.
It’s a members-only club where we pay cash at the door. They don’t ID anyone, but your name has to be on the list. Until they get caught serving underage people, this is the place all of us young stars hang out to party.
It’s a little secret. You don’t find out about it unless you’ve been deemed worthy and not someone who would let too many people know about it.
The staff checks to make sure none of us are driving if we’ve been drinking. If we have, they demand we get a ride service.
I’ve even seen them pay for someone before. I guess they don’t want the lawsuits.
“Yeah, Cooper.” I slide my arm around Callum’s neck. “Order me a double vodka soda with a twist of lime. I need to catch up to all of you.”
“Consider it done, beautiful.” Cooper glances at Callum, who seems unfazed by the comment.
He either trusts Cooper or he doesn’t care. In the past, someone calling me beautiful in front of Callum would’ve ended up with a stern warning to stay the fuck away.
He squeezes my thighs. “I’ve got some coke if you want it.”
I give myself a few seconds to decide. It’s Saturday night and I don’t have to work tomorrow.
“Please.” I stand and point to the bathroom. “Lead the way.”
He gets up, takes my hand, and guides me into a unisex bathroom with his head held high. At least he’s still proud to have me on his arm.
He waits until I’m in, then locks the door behind me. “How much do you want?”
“How much do you have?”
“Enough.”
Another vague response. I should be used to them by now because they go with all the other changes Callum’s gone through in the last year and a half, but I’m not remotely used to them.
I pull down the baby changing table and put a paper towel down on it. “Are two lines okay?”
“Yep.” He pulls out a baggie out of his jeans pocket, dumps some blow out on the place I prepared, and holds out his little metal straw.
“Thanks.” I take it from him and snort the coke he put out for me. It doesn’t take but a minute for it to take effect. It’s strong and hits me fast. I give him the straw. “Do you want any more?”
“No, I’m good.” He peeks at the table. “There’s a little left. Don’t waste it.”
I wipe my nose. “You do it. That’s too much for me.”
“All right.” He finishes it and cleans up the area.
I’m about ready to leave the room, but he grabs me by the hips and turns me so he’s behind me and we’re both facing the mirror over the sink and counter.
He pulls me flush against his chest and kisses my neck. “Vixen, I need to be inside of you.”
“Callum, people are waiting to get in here.”
“Who cares? I want you, love. Let me take you right here.” He trails his hand down the curve of my waist and makes his way between my thighs.
I’m wearing a short, flowy black skirt. He moves the material of my dress up and works his fingers under my panties.
I suck in a breath and rest my head against him. “You’re right. They can wait.”
“That’s it, vixen. Give in to it.” He finds my clit, circles his fingers around it, and then dips them into me. “You’re already wet.”
“That’s what you do to me.”
“Right back at ya, love.”
“I make you wet?”
“You know what I mean.” He nips my shoulder and grinds his erection into my ass. “Feel how hard you make me. Every time I think of you, I get this way.”
I sink into his touch, rubbing up against him. He keeps me in place and watches my reflection as he works me into a frenzy.
He knows every inch of my body and exactly what I like. It doesn’t take long until I’m panting.
“It’s gotta be a quickie, Lily.” He reaches up my shirt and pinches one of my nipples. “You’ve got the best tits.”
“Callum, you should fuck me now.”
“Let me get a condom.”
“It’s okay. I just finished having my period. We’re safe to go without one.”
“You sure?”
“Yes. I’m tracking my cycle and we’re good. I’m more than a week away from ovulating.”
“In that case, your wish is my command.” He bends me over the counter and undoes his jeans.
His length springs out from the hole in his boxer briefs. He pulls down my panties to my mid-thighs and buries himself in me.
I release a sigh of relief right as he groans. He keeps his gaze locked with mine in the reflection of the mirror.
“Fucking hell, Lily. Your pussy is the best.”
“So is your cock.”
He smiles and pounds into me. “You like this?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Just like that.”
“You want me to rub your clit? You want it to feel even better?”
“Please.”
He reaches around and finds my bud. He slides in and out of me, running his fingertips over my swollen sex, and kisses my neck.
We go at it as the drugs take their full effect. I’m flying high, and with Callum inside of me, thrusting into me like he can’t get enough makes it that much more amazing.
He grips one side of my hips with the other hand, giving himself more leverage. A moan rolls out of his mouth.
He stares into my eyes. “Lily, I hope you know how much I love you.”
“I do, and I love you, too.”
“You know I’d never do anything to purposely hurt you, right?”
“Yes. I know.” My heart pounds, my chest rises and falls faster, and my insides tingle. “Callum, I’m getting close. I’m not going to last long.”
“Let me make you feel good and take away all the pain. Let it go, vixen. Take away all our worries, love.”
A few more strokes and pumps have me exploding. Electrical currents of bliss shoot in every direction of my body.
I shake and come hard. He keeps his burning gaze on me the entire time.
After a few moments, it’s his turn. “Keep looking at me, Lily. Watch me give you my cum.”
His muscles tense and flex. His face strains, but he never closes his eyes. When his orgasm passes, he pulls out.
He rips a few paper towels from the dispenser and hands me a couple. “That was awesome.”
“Yes, it was.” I snag the wipes and take care of the mess we made between my thighs.
He uses the rest to clean himself off and we get our clothes straightened out.
I run my palms down my skirt. “Why do you always keep your eyes open when we have sex now?”
“I need to make sure it’s you.” It just rolls off his tongue without a second thought.
Is he being serious?
He’s gazing down and in the middle of buttoning his jeans, so I can’t see his expression.
I pinch my eyebrows together. “What does that mean?”
“Um…” He raises his head and swallows. “I want us to come while I keep you in my sight. All I meant by saying that was I don’t wanna close my eyes and have you think I’m fantasizing about someone else.”
“Why would I think that?”
“Um… Hawk said something about doing that once. I’m making sure you don’t… Never mind. It’s not that big of a deal. I just like being connected to you. Sorry if you don’t like it.”
“I never said that.”
“Okay. Whatever.” He turns and opens the door. “Let’s go get that drink of yours. You’ve gotta be thirsty after that.”
I let the issue go. If I keep pushing, we’re bound to end up in a big miscommunication. It’s not worth it.
We leave and pass a few people waiting for the bathroom. Two guys give Callum a high five and laugh.
I just smile and keep my head up. I’m not ashamed of being with him and that includes having sex with him in a public restroom.
We return to the table. Someone got me my own chair so we all have seats. Callum and I settle in and join the conversation.
Cooper shoves Callum’s arm. “Hope this means you’ll quit stomping around with a chip on your shoulder.”
“I wasn’t doing that.” He lounges back, places his palm on my knee, and smirks. “Well, I was doing something, but not what you said.”
“Luckiest motherfucker I know.” Hawke places his beer down and plays the air drums with the current song playing. “Livianna, why do you put up with him?”
“He’s not like that with me.” I put my hand on top of Callum’s.
“Bullshit.” Bren raises his eyebrows. “I live with you. I see what goes on, so you can drop the act.”
My cheeks heat. “Callum’s not that bad. Of course, we argue sometimes, but it’s nothing big. Besides, I like being with him.”
“He’s the moodiest guy in LA.” Bren moves a small bowl of peanuts that’s in the center of the table toward him. “I love him like my brother, but he needs to figure out what’s going on in that head of his.”
“I get migraines, dickhead.” Callum jerks his leg under the table. The movement shakes our drinks a little.